Civil War Bullets & My Mom’s Sewing Thimbles in the Curio Box from Hallmark upon the Wall Among all the thimbles and the other little treasures and souvenirs within the wooden curio box from Hallmark, there are three bullets, souvenirs of a visit to one of at the seven American Civil War...
“Ecce Homo” – “Behold the Man” *** John 19:5 Jesus then came out, wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe. Pilate said to them, “Behold, the Man!” *** I bought this medal of sterling silver when I was a junior in high school, at the San Fernando Mission gift shop, as a gift...
A Long Lament that I Wrote in the Cemetery, as Thanksgiving Approached, as I Sat in the Shade of a Tree near the Grave of my Parents, Turned into a Hymn of Praise and Thanksgiving when the Lord Bade Me to be Still. Last year, as Thanksgiving approached, I went to the cemetery and sat in the...
A Bowl of Homemade Turkey Noodle Soup & Generational Wealth The photo of this posting is of a bowl of my homemade turkey noodle soup - made with the remains of the 21lb. turkey and stuffing that I had made for a Thanksgiving family gathering with my sister this year. And for the stuffing, I...
Yet in Thy Dark Streets Shineth the Everlasting Light, the Hopes & Fears of All the Years are Met in Thee Tonight I have always loved Christmas and everything about it. I loved my dad bringing home the live Christmas tree tied on top of our old green Chevy, or whatever other used car we...
“Oh, this is in the paupers' section. You’ll Never Find It. I’ll Take You There.” This photo is of a portion of Hampstead cemetery located in the north side of London, that I took during my visit to the UK in 2008. I’ve always liked cemeteries. For me they have always been...
“This is an Estimate of the Cost of Your Pregnancy” – My Parent’s First Investment in Me I have many family papers from my parents that I have not gone through for a while. Today I was hunting for a particular item among my English family papers, which I could not find, but through that...
In Pink She Had Wandered for a Time My oldest granddaughter, the firstborn of my firstborn, for a time wandered, finding new foundations, setting and re-setting her bearings, navigating the course of her life at that time, moving here, moving there, both physically and internally, negotiating the...